Tuesday, September 13, 2011

End of the second frimester

Beav is 26 weeks pregnant now. Imagine we'll produce some evidence of this shortly, but things are getting serious - AKA - the snoogle is back out, I'm eating breakfast again, etc.

Meanwhile, mostly just fishing and eating stuff. It's HATCH season, so we went for it. Green chile pork stew -- 2 alarm.



Everyone tried to eat through the pain, but it nailed us. Got JB around bite five. We installed a turkey sandwich for countermeasures.



Washed it down with a few of these, recon beers.



Different night, finished the last of the 179 Wine Cellar. This one fared less well than others.



Most recently, Jane v. Me - chicken leg eating contest.



From last Saturday on the CO. Big fish not biting, top water effective for exactly five minutes.


Pete, monitoring the release. Not pictured, a bag of frozen corn.



Somewhere near Redbud. Rental kayak. Lake records all safe.



Jane made this card for Jack. Very proud of the results, not in the mood for donating it to the birthday party.


Singing Sly and the Family Stone, Whip In. Dad discouraged from table dancing.



Our new fascination.


New look bedroom - big doings.



BONUS ZONE! FOUND PICS FROM BEACH WEEK '11....

















Sunday, August 28, 2011

Parfait Fairies



Everybody asks us, how do you find Texas? Answer, molten:


It was actually hotter here than in Phoenix today. As already pointed out, we clearly have hurricane envy. On the subject of envy, my new ride, an '89 OJ Bronco, with tan interior and working ash trays.


Meant to post this stuff last week, but scenes from the girls Charlotte visit. Apparently a child mob descended on Queens Road on a cup cake hunt.
Virginia & Frank:


Court headed for the Kiddie Car Wash

Tyler & Harper in the princess tent


Tea Party with Evelyn, Leslie, Jane and Otto

Fireman Francie


Evelyn, Otto and Wallace


Coco, with the comedians.



PB&J with sprinkles.


Mohawk tub party with McNair.


For about 3 weeks now, we've been hearing rumblings from the attic. I called animal control, got a quote for $800 to eradicate the varmints, told we undoubtedly have rats. Evidence to the contrary, and BB gun purchase imminent.



SHINER / BIRD'S Block party. Oompa band.


Top Trucker.


Best thing I've put in my mouth 2011.


Daytona and thereabouts.


Baloney Bar.


Man eating grasshoppers.

Johnny Damon's bedroom, seriously.


McJ Boat Party. Rick Ross:


And finally, Phoenix. All McKennas recalled to Exeter for fete in honor of the moms. Love you moms.


















Here's one. Jane on evac instructions, flight home.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Meat Luggage and the Soil Beans

The girls are in NC. I'm home, fishing tomorrow, then to Daytona late afternoon. It's hot as blazes here, BTW.

Cupcake assault, last weekend.





What's awesome is that none of this stuff plans of being effective. Yet, I'll probably haul it all down to the lake and cuss somebody anyway.


I tried to buy this, but the vibrations forced Jane into a walking coma.



Managing her architectures.



Secret dinner party with the Salt and Thyme society.



Summer Jamz hit playlist:

White Denim - Bess St.

Polvo - Heavy Detour

Ty Segall - Goodbye Bread
The Natural History - Dance Steps
Apex Manor - Under the Gun
REM - Pageant, remasters
Obits - Moody, Standard and Poor
Archers - You and Me
Minutemen - Felt Like a Gringo
Wire - Pink Flag, all of it
That Beach House record


Go Liverpool.



Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Pinky Rick Rack

And it's double daughters for the McKennas of Texas.

We are over the moon.

We are also getting hard case male dogs when the diaper dust clears.